My Mate Sent Me To Prison I Return As His Nightmare novel Chapter 143

Bradley stepped out of his car and he was immediately enveloped by the dense gloom. His pair of eyes wandered over Ethan's mansion and he breathed. This was not one of his finest moments. The entirety of his intentions in

coming here was linked to Danielle. He stepped in front of the door pulling his coat

over him with a visible cold breath cloud escaping his mouth.

The door opened before he delivered loud knocks and paused. A tall thin man stood in front of him with a peculiar gaze. 

"May I help you?" he asked in a cold tone. 

"I'm Detective Bradley and I'm here for Ethan West," Bradley introduced himself to the man. He shut the glass door in his face and It was a five minutes wait before Ethan stepped out. The light from inside revealed his tall frame and he stepped an inch back as if expecting a solicited hostile welcome. And it would be his fault to be honest, given the brief history they shared with Ethan.

They took a moment gazing at the life out of each other. Everything else hushed and it only made the whole scene last forever. Bradley cleared his throat, concluding the

long awkwardness and then he said, "Danielle has been found." His directness caught Ethan off guard. And Ethan‟s face could only beam a thousand questions

to the back of his mind. "I found her sitting on her front porch, pale as the moon" he finished.

"What happened to her? Where did she go?"

"The last thing she remembers is stepping into that road chasing after you, mate" he dictated. "She can't remember a thing after that. It's like her memory of what happened was completely wiped from her brain"

"Where is she now?"

"Listen, mate, I am not going to answer your hundred questions. Am only here to tell you this because she practically blackmailed me into coming here... She was

willing to come here herself in her condition."

Ethan processed with his eyes lost in nothing in particular.

"Can't you see that you've put that woman through hell? Just keep away from her if

you want what's best for her."

"What do you think I've been trying to do for the past five months?" he snapped.

"Well maybe you aren't doing it right," he replied right away. "I know she is your

assistant at work. She does everything for you and it‟s killing her daily. I only want to protect her from the likes of you. Right now, you can start by firing her. That way she won't have to look at you every five minutes--"

"You have no intentions of seeing her best interests. Maybe you should be the one

to stay away... mate," he told him with a matching cold tone.

"Watch it!" he warned, poking his chest with a finger and immediately through the open door, Kate appeared behind Ethan. She had that possessive look on her

eyes, like she would rip anyone who touched Ethan to pieces.

She was beautiful, torturously attractive with pitch-black glossy hair and spell-binding lips. But there was evil in her that seemed to chock whatever light was revealed in her beauty.

Bradley received the warning from her eyes without question. He would only say,

"Who's your friend?"

"She is none of your business," Ethan told him sternly from the awareness of her presence because of her strong alluring scent. "I think it's time for you to leave Detective."

There was something off about her. The way her eyes threatened him gave the most reason to try and fix her as a piece in some puzzle. Bradley took a few seconds

Ethan backed into a space about a yard away and packed. He stepped out of the car, driving blithely into the morning air. He streaked across the road and finally settled his eyes on the few empty tables under the shelter. He searched as he approached and ran his eyes past a few couples that had taken their places there. Danielle had sat at the far end and he spotted her quickly when he came closer.

Her face beamed with color and she waved at him. He took in a lungful of air and approached, then sat down in the chair across hers on the table. She was also a bit nervous about this encounter. She had gone through a great deal of trouble to fix herself and make her hair stand out wonderfully.

Her dress was fancy, enough to make any pair of eyes wander down to her cleavage. The color however suited her fair skin. The rest of her makeover was plain and simple but that was only because she couldn't decide what to do with herself for at least three hours in front of her mirror.

"You look beautiful,"

Those first words, the sound of his voice up close made her cheeks red and urged her to fidget in her seat. Danelle eyed him with blushed cheeks, Etahn was too handsome, she couldn't even look at him in the eyes. 

"I don't even know where to start," he said, looking at her. "What happened to you,

Danielle?" He reached out and held both her hands comfortingly. Her eyes had begun tearing right away.

"I wanted to come and find you. I just remember the mist all around me on that road and then the memory kind of vanishes right away. Then next, am sitting there

on my doorstep feeling cold. I almost convinced myself that it was just a bad dream."

He filled the pain into his sympathy and he could see her failing to go on, breaking

into quiet sobbing. He immediately lifted his chair, went around the table, and sat next to her.

"Am so sorry, Danielle..... I should have never left and none of this would have happened." He embraced her and she let herself die a little with closed eyes. This touching alone would soothe and heal many of her pains.

They spent the next several hours together and evening was fast approaching.

Every moment and every detail mattered to both of them. But another thought soon found its place in his troubled mind as the hours faded away. They were thoughts of Kate and he wondered for a moment because her nature was seizing, captivating, and mysterious.